At what point is it fair
To wallow in a bit of doubt?
Against so much optimism
That I’m about to call out.
For if you say to I
“It's coming, for I know you,
Your situation’s on an up.”
You’ll know what I can do
And of your words, you say
I find it muchly trying
Your words, so stupid, causing pain.
Stop talking to I, lying.
And I think if you don’t stop
Things will obviously start going south
And if you do not shut it,
You’ll find a punch to your mouth.
***
Lipogram Poem Poetry Contest
Emile Pinet
July 26, 2020
Categories:
muchly, anxiety, depression, mental illness,
Form: Rhyme
If you think that your life’s in reverse —
so adverse that you can’t help but curse,
I’ve got news for you, pal:
it might harm your morale...
Things are certain to get muchly worse.
Categories:
muchly, depression, fear, humor, humorous,
Form: Limerick
And I thought I was the chosen one... WRONG
Someone else was ahead of me in the line all along
This disturbeth me muchly
Someone more smugly
Thought I was the smugeth ahead of the throng
Categories:
muchly, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Flo
I sure am sad to hear about this;
Am sure muchly Flo we may miss;
To my poems when you have went,
Don't let them make you ambivalent.
Poem so serene do want them to mean
In their message that may be in between
Laughter, longing and a desire to be
Comforted my each poem written by me.
I remember something similar happening to
me in the past. I came back fighting refusing
to give in to someone else's foolishness. There
are so many great Super Soupers out there.
Jim Horn
Categories:
muchly, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
Someone Had To Loose In Series
Such a shame someone had to loose
And some believe it they will refuse
With others cannot wait
Wanting muchly to celebrate
There never is a perfect excuse.
Jim Horn
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx
Categories:
muchly, appreciation,
Form: Limerick
An Accomplishment
Put forth effort and away time went
What I did was an accomplishment
Writing poems until fingers were worn
Between next one to write I was torn.
In my case, what would you want to do
Set an excellent example for all of you
Or even come up with a new poetic style
That any others would beat by a mile.
Must begin with basics and each rudiment
Proceed to pray and ask God for another hint
That He happened to have laying around
Which made my mind become spellbound.
While around all of you will have to wait
Maybe I might be able to muchly motivate
You to write a poem having a great desire
God gave me this privilege others to inspire.
Take everything kindly that I have said
And each time when you will go to bed
Be sure to pray to God who is supreme
Do put one more poem in my next dream.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
muchly, encouraging,
Form: Couplet
Whose Poems Do I Prefer
Introduction. Do women write more poems
for Poetry Soup then men do? This appears
to be a question that has often baffled me
being that I am a man. If that is the case,
the following brief poem should be a good
explanation of what I am trying to say.
Most of my main, primary readers are
usually women anyway. Jim Horn
Women's poems to me always seem ideal
Most usually rhyme and have much appeal
Are easy and simple for men to understand
By male Poetry Soupers are in high demand.
A women's character her poem will reflect
At times I may have to be much more direct
Her poems made me happy and have cried
Fulfilled me muchly and more than satisfied.
What else from a poem could be expected?
Which is why women's poems I selected
To be read over and over, again and again
So women's are primarily preferred by men.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
with various limited capabilities.
Categories:
muchly, poems, poetry,
Form: Couplet
New Poetry Movement and Not Bowel
I really had to be muchly griping;
What I hate the worst is filing and typing;
Out of my life wish you could take those two
And my attitude would improve, that is true.
In poetry, maybe might start a new movement
And trend that into many hearts has sent
A new way so many poems thou shalt write;
Poems will come tougher and never, ever fight.
So you should think about this for a while;
Now that you have discovered my new style
You now can come up with a lot more clarity
By bring things together and cutting the disparity.
Have I caused things to be confusing
By brain washing and words mis-using.
Oh, and I checked off horse as a category.
They should add the word sense to it though.
Categories:
muchly, horse, humorous,
Form: Couplet
He Has Fifty Years of Poetic Art
Forty Years, with a Broken Heart
Thirty-five Years “Culinary Arts”
To Be Continued
Dedicated To Chef : Known to You as - HG ~ Harry ~ Liege
Poet's Note : OK this is only my third Poem, so Please
give Your Advise it is muchly Appreciated I want to know;
I'm going to put this under the Form : Rhyme : My second
choice was Free Verse; Respectfully, kenny , A Fledgling POET
Categories:
muchly, family, father, love,
Form: Rhyme
Playmates is all we
ever were and ever wanted.
To be friendly, frisky, rambunctious even.
Sometimes “ever” gets tricky seems
somewhere it got that way.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usually when I lie about the form, it's because it makes me laugh to do so... love you guys muchly! ~N
Categories:
muchly, life, love, mystery, peace,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse
Do you know I am
not dissin' you when I write
stuff I call haiku?
Soup makes me pick form
and sometimes that's only one
makes any sense 'tall.
Anyhow respect
(like, muchly) peops who study
and try to perfect.
I do things my way.
I like that others do things
otherly than me.
Now, here's the thing... if
one of the pos I haikued
placed in serious
contest, I would doubt
what the scene was all about.
Yak haiku has place
but serious trumps.
Some brilliant lines goin' down
thanks to the poets.
Categories:
muchly, on writing and words,
Form: Haiku
Thank you
for caring
for sharing
for daring
to confront my wary
with steadfastness scary
at first. The blary
noise lyin' me squarely
in treacherous areas
is soothed by your clarity.
Preesh ya muchly
fo sho.
Categories:
muchly, friendship,
Form: I do not know?
I consider the way
that you laugh; hair flung,
full-strung, eyes closed and young.
.
While lamplight flies
billowed white in your eyes
with a charm to disarm once-bold suitors.
.
Slipshod girl,
have all oceans in the world-
none stretch far enough to annex my desire.
.
I exit stumbling
muchly sunk, tongue-tied
and drunk on lies as sweet as the summer.
.
So doesn’t she know
that my heart and soul flow
til they’re empty, to fill her completely?
Categories:
muchly, teen,
Form: I do not know?